Playing pool represents an important priority when you're on holiday. Never moreso when there are $1 pints on offer. Oh yes.
There was a funny bloke running the door at the massive pool hall, who asked me about my Converse - "Hey boy, where you get those soft-toe shoes? We ain't seen them since the seventees!". An observant young man, he'd failed to notice that Thurston was wearing them too. Sure, never seen 'em since the 70s. At turning -out time we went back to Karin's student house in her friend's Sport Utility Vehicle (that's a jeep to you and me), and I tried to sleep on an incredibly noisy air matress while Thurston and Jack took the couches.
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